I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's skirt.


John Milton: Let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off! He's a tight-ass! He's a SADIST! He's an absentee landlord! Worship that? NEVER!



Kevin Lomax: What about love?
John Milton: Overrated. Biochemically no different than eating large quantities of chocolate.


John Milton: Vanity, definitely my favorite sin.


John Milton: There's this beautiful girl just fucked me forty ways from Sunday... we're done, she's walking to the bathroom, she's trying to walk, she turns... she looks... it's me. Not the Trojan army just fucked her. Little ol' me. She has this look on her face like: "How the hell did that happen?"

Hell ain't a bad place to be





IT WAS FUCKING GREAAAAAAT



But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right




I CAN'T BELIEVE I'VE REALLY SEEN THEM


BEST CONCERT I'VE EVER BEEN TO




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I'm glad you like the show, yes, thank you very much folks.
Good night and God bless!"